I just picked up crates from Kapenga for the cockerels. I was telling the guy there how big my biggest guy is... and he said use two crates... I am looking at the crates now, And I wonder how the hell I am supposed to get him in there? Rock, the one who looks to be a marans cross, he stands a bit taller than my knee. I kid you not. He is HUGE! I can't wait to see what his weight is once he's dressed... Why is it called dressed when you are naked-ising the thing, and stripping out its innards. Shouldn't there be a more correct term? I mean dressed sounds like you doing him up in waistcoat and breeks... Well anyway, guess we will find out tonight when I get to play, "GO CATCH A CHICKEN."
I was reading in a Chicken Mag from Hobby Farms, that one of the islands in Hawaii has the largest feral chicken population. I want to say it is the island that Chicken Grandma said she lived on... I could be wrong. Wouldn't be the first time, and certainly not the last. Well anyway, they are trying to get permission from the Gov't to use the same birth control they use on wild pigeons and Canuck geese to control the population. I did not know there was such a thing. According to the article, it is reversible, but as the population is out control, they'd like to remedy it rather sooner than later.
My kids.. I say kids, because I do not know which did it, took the chicken wire off the pachysandra. Well, off only one side, but still.. You can see where the chickens had a feild day digging in it for the bugs. The plants themselves look ok... if not a little worse for wear after the barrage of chicken toes. The coop was also closed when I got home from work, and only found 3 eggs... Great. What did this mean? That at least 5 birds had to find alternate locations to lay eggs today. Thats all I need. I am thinking I need to bungee the doors open when I leave since the kids think it is great fun to get in the runs and shut the dang doors.
I need to go out and mow the back lawn now. Not looking forward to this chore. It hasn't been mowed in over two weeks. Who knows what is creeping out there. I am going to constantly be stopping to keep them dang toads from becoming bloody fertilizer. Yuck. Need to set up the new pool tonight too. SO, it'll be ready for the HOT HOT day we are expecting on Sunday. I have every intention of sitting in the pool with my right arm in the sun in the hopes that I can get it to catch up with the left arm. I do not have a farmer tan... I have a day to night tan...
HA. I almost forgot the funny that happened. I guess its not funny really, but was kinda cute. When I was at Kapenga getting the chicken crates, there were a gazillion hens wandering around. All RIR from the looks of them. Well, this one pullet comes up to me, and is just standing there at me feet staring up at me, so, I reached and this pullet let me pick her up and stroke her. Oh man... I was THIS CLOSE to becoming a chicken rustler for real. LOL.
I was reading in a Chicken Mag from Hobby Farms, that one of the islands in Hawaii has the largest feral chicken population. I want to say it is the island that Chicken Grandma said she lived on... I could be wrong. Wouldn't be the first time, and certainly not the last. Well anyway, they are trying to get permission from the Gov't to use the same birth control they use on wild pigeons and Canuck geese to control the population. I did not know there was such a thing. According to the article, it is reversible, but as the population is out control, they'd like to remedy it rather sooner than later.
My kids.. I say kids, because I do not know which did it, took the chicken wire off the pachysandra. Well, off only one side, but still.. You can see where the chickens had a feild day digging in it for the bugs. The plants themselves look ok... if not a little worse for wear after the barrage of chicken toes. The coop was also closed when I got home from work, and only found 3 eggs... Great. What did this mean? That at least 5 birds had to find alternate locations to lay eggs today. Thats all I need. I am thinking I need to bungee the doors open when I leave since the kids think it is great fun to get in the runs and shut the dang doors.
I need to go out and mow the back lawn now. Not looking forward to this chore. It hasn't been mowed in over two weeks. Who knows what is creeping out there. I am going to constantly be stopping to keep them dang toads from becoming bloody fertilizer. Yuck. Need to set up the new pool tonight too. SO, it'll be ready for the HOT HOT day we are expecting on Sunday. I have every intention of sitting in the pool with my right arm in the sun in the hopes that I can get it to catch up with the left arm. I do not have a farmer tan... I have a day to night tan...
HA. I almost forgot the funny that happened. I guess its not funny really, but was kinda cute. When I was at Kapenga getting the chicken crates, there were a gazillion hens wandering around. All RIR from the looks of them. Well, this one pullet comes up to me, and is just standing there at me feet staring up at me, so, I reached and this pullet let me pick her up and stroke her. Oh man... I was THIS CLOSE to becoming a chicken rustler for real. LOL.